The winter night is cold
Promises nothing
Only cold feets
And silence
We are waiting
We will wait for a long time
Before the cold spring light
Enters this room
The Minotaur
Finalising the unthinkable
I have become a monster
A Minotaur in his dirty, stinking
Maze
Without entrance and exit
I walk around looking out
The tiny Windows to see
What is going on in the
Outside world
Hoping, even expecting
The one day an earthquake
Will make the walls
Tremble and fall
More than 4000 years
Have I been waiting
The world has changed
But the tyrants remains
Doing their dirty deed
In front of me every day
While the water slowly
Grinds the stone
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Servitude
Fighting a hopeless war
Losing on all sides
Still it keeps me standing
Hoping to stay out of servitude
So tired, really tired
Serving the need of others
Their lazy life tears me apart
Their fulfilment of repeating
Destructive pattern are destructive
I wish I had been different myself
Meeting oneself in others trashes me
To pieces, still I try to purify myself
In this cesspool, this fountain of dirt
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Time, Mind and Action
Time is a precious commodity
Bought and sold at different
Prices, lost time is forever lost
In time, action taken and
Finally forgotten
Our minds and memories changing
Talkative silence in our head
Whatever once was there is no more
My actions will eventually change
Adopting to the mind of the moment
Without my consent or with my consent
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Frantic
Radiant fragrance
Coming to life
Late in the afternoon
A will to live instead
Of dying slowly
Rather a quick death
Than fading away
Intensity as a way
To cover up
Mediocracy
Retribution of investments
Way, way to go
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Lost Wars
Fighting a lost fight
The war is over
I lost
What to do next
There is nothing
That can be done
I am awaiting
For the judgement
Of the people
That I fought
Their collective hatred
And despise
The walls in my prison
Are cold and grey
Being a part of the
Punishment
Only the light
From the window
Makes me tell the difference
Between day and night
As I wait
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Who Silenced Me?
What made me silent
What happened
Why did I hide in shame
For so long
Why can’t I protect my self
From other peoples aggressions
So many questions
So few answers
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In the tower
Hiding in my tower
Not willing to change
Not willing to step out in life
Just watching life passing by
The river runs just below
That is what is now
Soon I will be gone
So what is the point
What will set me free
What is freedom?
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Reach out
Trying to reach out
But this is not possible anymore
The walls are to thick
The windows gone
Just the echo of my own
voice moving around
in my head
Creating strange thoughts
Though very vibrant
And real
I try not to listen
Not to understand
Not to do more
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The shell
This empty shell
That I turned into
Hidden from
The world of misfortunes
Makes life very lonely
But I do not want
Anything to do
With anyone
Just hiding
In my room
For the rest
Of my life
